Chapter 671: Chapter 534: Grandmother’s Little Tip, A Way to Guarantee Marriage
Shush!
The ropes of the Righteous Law Net emitted a radiant glow, flickering uncertainly.
In an instant, one of the ropes within the net absorbed the wrathful aura and immediately turned crimson.
Indra raised his hand with a gesture.
The net swiftly floated towards him and landed in his hands.
The moment he grasped it, a nameless rage sprouted in his heart, but he controlled himself, and his Brow Chakra shone brightly, containing it.
At this moment, apart from the rope representing "desire" in pink-purple, another rope of red for anger added further brilliance to the net.
"Anger, huh?"
Indra muttered softly.
This guy sure has a temper!
He couldn’t help but glance at Rushitan, whose fury was considerably immense, even more potent than the typical Asura.
It seems Xīmí had taught well!
Meanwhile, Indra looked at the net in his hands.
At this moment, two of the fourteen ropes in the net had already acquired colors, making it stunningly splendid; the powers of "desire" and "anger" surged within.
The Righteous Law Net’s power was being replenished!
Indra, holding the net, glanced down thoughtfully.
The power of the Righteous Law Net was formidable; it controlled emotions, explored the self, and more importantly, it could bind everything illegal with the path of Righteous Law.
If it could be completed, its power would be extraordinary.
By then, it might have miraculous effects when dealing with the "Liberators."
"The desire of Kama Sur, the rage of Rushitan!"
"This means the ultimate nature could complete it; perhaps the companions of the Desire Asura, Indulgence Asura, and Greed Asura could fully restore it!"
Indra pondered deeply.
A plan formed in his mind, preparing to search for these two Asuras.
At this time, Rushitan had his fury absorbed and momentarily regained calmness.
His demeanor was serene, still as an ancient well.
"Child!"
"Are you alright?"
Xīmí expressed concern.
Shush!
Rushitan, as if seeing through everything, slowly stood up, also helping Xīmí to rise.
His face wore a slight smile, resembling a blossoming lotus, filled with warmth and peace, as if the anger was gone.
"My mother!"
"Don’t worry!"
"The anger in my heart has vanished, and I feel an unprecedented calmness, a sensation I’ve never experienced before, filled with freedom, peace, and tranquility!"
"This feeling is wonderful!"
The corners of Rushitan’s mouth curved up, his hands joined in prayer, a blissful smile on his face.
"???"
Xīmí was momentarily taken aback.
This child indeed used to be easily excitable.
But now, something seemed a bit off!
Involuntarily, Xīmí turned to look at Indra, placing her hands on his arms, anxiously asking, "Husband, what’s wrong with Rushitan?"
Indra was utterly composed.
He immediately discerned Rushitan’s condition.
"I temporarily extracted his anger; it will return soon. His current state, he might be overwhelmed by this new sensation."
Succinctly put, Rushitan might be somewhat intoxicated by his current state.
Hearing Indra’s explanation, Xīmí finally relaxed.
It’s fine then!
At that moment, Rushitan, joining his four arms, approached the Shiva couple.
Shiva looked solemn.
Holding the Trishula, he smiled watching Rushitan, "Rushitan, you inherited my fiery and passionate power, making it hard to control emotions."
"But now, I can feel your calmness!"
Shiva’s face broke into a smile.
He switched his Trishula from the right hand to the left, slowly raising his right arm, palm facing Rushidan.
"Rushitan!"
"I will grant you a Blessing!"
Blessing! Blessing! Blessing!
Shiva slowly uttered.
The joyous sound echoed, spreading in all directions, under this voice blossoms bloomed, flowers stretched their petals, blades of grass stood erect, and sunlight gradually poured down, a vibrant vitality spreading around.
"From now on, you will become one of the celestial stars!"
Shiva said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Rushitan shook his head calmly, responding, "Thank you for your Blessing, but I don’t want to be too far from my mother!"
Rushitan unconsciously turned his head, looking towards Xīmí.
Seeing this scene, Parvati’s eyes twinkled, standing behind Little Elephant God Vinayaka, her hands on his shoulders, clutching tightly, her face filled with envy.
What a filial child!
Shiva smiled faintly.
"As you wish!"
"You will become the celestial star closest to your mother—Mars!"
Mars! Mars! Mars!
From Shiva’s palm, a beam of golden light shot out, the brilliance shining down, enveloping Rushitan’s entire body.
In an instant, his bare upper body was adorned with a magnificent robe, and atop his head appeared a glittering golden crown.
Whoosh!
The next moment, a beam of red light shot out from the top of Rushitan’s head, instantly traversing the void, rushing into the cosmic galaxy, becoming a shining star.
"Mars."
"Mangal."
"It seems Rushitan has a new name."
Indra watched, muttering softly.
Mangal.
Which means ’Mars.’
Now that Rushitan had transformed into a celestial star, it seemed that henceforth, the name ’Mangal’ would be praised and renowned throughout the world.
Shiva wore a smile.
"Yes, Mangal!"
"From now on, the name Mangal will be celebrated in the world."
Shiva said with a smile.
Meanwhile, as Shiva smiled, Parvati also revealed a gentle smile, and Vinayaka chuckled.
The Devas all joined their hands.
"Praise Rushitan!"
"Praise Mangal!"
